it’s been a long time

to justify

why the answers have

not yet come by

a speeding train

a passing world

pieces and pictures

flashing by

a sunlit field

a dark foothill

a blood-red sky

that says good bye

open my eyes

blinding white

cages and rules

and things to do

without asking why

 

without asking why

look through a hole

someone else’s eyes

a lifelong tv show

i hunt, i search

in my dark skull

i watch your faces

drifting by

nobody knows

and nobody cares

i can tell every time

i look at these stares

i hunt, i search

in my dark skull

i don’t find any clue

whether i’m supposed to

be like you

 

days shall fly

time go by

each day a picture

flashing by

sunlit grass, dark foothill

evening blue and rainy greys

and joints shall pain

skin cells die

these faces i see

may wave good bye

and i would have been

given so much time

too much to justify

why the answers could

never come by

1Life.